Vaseline

Petite tune punk-rock écrite en un après-midi. Si jamais vous vous reconnaissez dans cette chanson, man... get a life!

Verse

I don't care about you anymore
I just wanna treat you like a sleezy whore
And I don't care about your sister either
She can go and get aborted at a butcher's

I don't care about your skinny little brother
Who could gain some weight by eating fries and burgers
And I don't give a flying fuck about your dad
Who only talks when he's drunk or when he's mad

Bridge

Cuz all your family's a mess
And I just wanna rest

Chorus

Burn in hell
Lemme dwell
Vaseline
Keep it clean

Verse

I don't care about your stupid mother
Someone should've raped her when she was younger
Maybe she would understand the pain
And the sadness and the fear that you sustain

I don't care about your slaughty horny cousin
Who got knocked up when she was eleven
By your uncle who was high on coke
And got caught selling all your grandma's dope

Bridge

Cuz all your family's a mess
And I just wanna rest

Chorus

Burn in hell
Lemme dwell
Vaseline
Keep it clean

Verse

I don't care about your pimpin' godfather
Seeling his kid's on the Web for a dollar
And his girlfriend centrefolding in Hustler
Trying to make a living but she could do better

You know I loved you from the very first day
The way you walk the way you talk the way you play
Now you went off and fooled around with someone else
Now I can tell you baby you can fuck yourself

Bridge

Cuz all your family's a mess
And I just wanna rest

Chorus

Burn in hell
Lemme dwell
Vaseline
Keep it clean